Au Contraire, Au Pair
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
8,785
Reviews:
107
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 1
A/N The crash at AFF a while back has messed up the formatting and some spelling in this fic. Am slowly (but surely!) making my way through and correcting. Thank you for your patience, and for reading.
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Author: Stoney
Title: Au Contraire, Au Pair
Rating: Hard R? Grownups having the sex
Pairing/Fandom: Spike/Buffy, BtVS, AU
Disclaimer: No money, kittens, or even cookies are made from this. Written for entertainment purposes only.
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Chapter 1
Buffy checked the want-ad to be sure she had gotten the address right. She came from a good neighborhood, but these houses were enormous. You couldn’t see the house from the street. She started across the manicured lawn to what she assumed was the main entrance. She was getting winded from the walk from her car to where the front door was. She checked the number over the door. Yep, this was it.
As she rang the door, she imagined an uptight woman in Prada head to toe telling her how top hep her child’s nose clean until boarding school called in the fall. She wasn’t prepared for the blue eyes and cheekbones that answered.
“Oh - um, are you Mr. Giles? I’m Buffy Summers - the Au Pair?”
William stared at the girl before him at the door. This golden beauty simply couldn’t be the nanny he asked Cook to locate. They were supposed to be old and warty. She was the polar opposite of old and warty. “Buffy did you say? Hello, I'm William Giles. And yes, I believe you spoke to Cook. Won’t you please come inside?”
She couldn’t believe her luck. This man looked to be in his mid-thirties, and was the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes on. And British! She could listen to that sound all day. Maybe she would be able to, if she got the job.
As she followed him to his office, she noticed how his pants showed off his backside to its best advantage. A narrow waist flared upwards to broad, strong shoulders. She could see strong muscles corded up the back of his neck to reach his perfectly manicured blonde hair. What that must look like after fingers ran through it...
“Please have a seat. I’ll tell you about the job first before you decide if you would like to pursue this. Honestly, you are the first person to respond to the advertisement, and I’ve never done this before. That was always my wife’s duty.”
Hmm. Was my wife? This job is sounding better all of the time... Uh, Buffy, focus. Job. Money. Savings..
“My son,” William continued, “is four and is at the age where he needs constant supervision. I am writing a series of papers for my University while on sabbatical, and need uninterrupted time to do so. My wife...” He visibly corrected himself by closing his eyes and placing his hands on the desk before him. “My ex-wife has left the country and has no contact with our son. While this is not the way I would choose for him to be raised, I need a person that can appreciate his delicate situation and provide for unconditional care. I need someone that could live here and attend to his needs. Does this suit you?”
She couldn’t believe her luck. She was getting a job and a place to live on her first try! A part of her ached, however, for the loss his child must be feeling. “Well, that sounds like your son has had a hard time of it. I can identify with the one parent absent thing, so maybe that will be a help with him. I’ve had babysitting jobs in the past, but I’ve never been a nanny. I’ve brought references, and anything else I though you might need. I think I even put my report card in there somewhere. Honestly, I just really need a job. But I work really hard, and I’m ready to learn.”
That winsome look she gave him almost cinched the deal. After Dru left him a few months before, it had been so hard on his boy. James was such a sweet boy who just needed a warm lap to lay his head. She certainly looked capable of that. She looked capabl lot lots of things. He mentally checked himself. This was the help! Beautiful help with long, golden locks of hair falling just to the tops of her... It had been a long time since he had been with a woman. Lord knows Dru went elsewhere for her satisfaction, but this girl hardly looked old enough for the wrong thoughts he’d just entertained. Besides there were more important matters at hand.
“Well, Buffy, let’s start with the important interview. James!” A little boy with soft brown curls and blue eyes peeked around a door. He shyly walked in and began to climb into his father’s lap. He settled himself comfortably and then gave Buffy a long look. “She’s pretty, dad.”
Buffy blushed. “Well, thank you. I don’t think I’ve gotten such a nice compliment in a long time. Your dad tells me you’re four. That must mean you like trucks. I bet you like to draw, too.”
“Uh huh! I have a truck that I can drive myself outside. Wanna come see it?”
William knew right there she was hired. The only people James spoke to since Dru ran off with her foppish Euro-trash lover were William, Cook, and the old gardener. He usually ran and hid anytime a person came to the door. He watched as Buffy took his son by the hand and was led to the assortments of trucks and the sand box that waited outside in the children’s play area.
Buffy walked through at least three hallways before they ended up at a door that led to a child’s paradise. How am I ever going to find my way around here? How does this kid find his way around here? Once outside, she was amazed at what was there to entertain this child. He led her past a large castle with a play pirate ship next to it. There was a large grassy area with small trucks just James’ size. He began to tell her all about his favorite truck, a front end loader. She pointed to a bulldozer and he laughed. “No, that’s not it, THIS is my favorite.”
William watched from the window as this young woman played for a good hour, laughing and playing chase, pretending to be a damsel in distress in the castle, then quietly leading him by the hand to the edge of the flower garden to point out a butterfly.
As they came inside to get a drink and to cool off, William came up to her and said, “you’re hired. When can you start?”
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So you like? Please review. My first time writing any kind of fanfic, need to feel the love!
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Author: Stoney
Title: Au Contraire, Au Pair
Rating: Hard R? Grownups having the sex
Pairing/Fandom: Spike/Buffy, BtVS, AU
Disclaimer: No money, kittens, or even cookies are made from this. Written for entertainment purposes only.
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Chapter 1
Buffy checked the want-ad to be sure she had gotten the address right. She came from a good neighborhood, but these houses were enormous. You couldn’t see the house from the street. She started across the manicured lawn to what she assumed was the main entrance. She was getting winded from the walk from her car to where the front door was. She checked the number over the door. Yep, this was it.
As she rang the door, she imagined an uptight woman in Prada head to toe telling her how top hep her child’s nose clean until boarding school called in the fall. She wasn’t prepared for the blue eyes and cheekbones that answered.
“Oh - um, are you Mr. Giles? I’m Buffy Summers - the Au Pair?”
William stared at the girl before him at the door. This golden beauty simply couldn’t be the nanny he asked Cook to locate. They were supposed to be old and warty. She was the polar opposite of old and warty. “Buffy did you say? Hello, I'm William Giles. And yes, I believe you spoke to Cook. Won’t you please come inside?”
She couldn’t believe her luck. This man looked to be in his mid-thirties, and was the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes on. And British! She could listen to that sound all day. Maybe she would be able to, if she got the job.
As she followed him to his office, she noticed how his pants showed off his backside to its best advantage. A narrow waist flared upwards to broad, strong shoulders. She could see strong muscles corded up the back of his neck to reach his perfectly manicured blonde hair. What that must look like after fingers ran through it...
“Please have a seat. I’ll tell you about the job first before you decide if you would like to pursue this. Honestly, you are the first person to respond to the advertisement, and I’ve never done this before. That was always my wife’s duty.”
Hmm. Was my wife? This job is sounding better all of the time... Uh, Buffy, focus. Job. Money. Savings..
“My son,” William continued, “is four and is at the age where he needs constant supervision. I am writing a series of papers for my University while on sabbatical, and need uninterrupted time to do so. My wife...” He visibly corrected himself by closing his eyes and placing his hands on the desk before him. “My ex-wife has left the country and has no contact with our son. While this is not the way I would choose for him to be raised, I need a person that can appreciate his delicate situation and provide for unconditional care. I need someone that could live here and attend to his needs. Does this suit you?”
She couldn’t believe her luck. She was getting a job and a place to live on her first try! A part of her ached, however, for the loss his child must be feeling. “Well, that sounds like your son has had a hard time of it. I can identify with the one parent absent thing, so maybe that will be a help with him. I’ve had babysitting jobs in the past, but I’ve never been a nanny. I’ve brought references, and anything else I though you might need. I think I even put my report card in there somewhere. Honestly, I just really need a job. But I work really hard, and I’m ready to learn.”
That winsome look she gave him almost cinched the deal. After Dru left him a few months before, it had been so hard on his boy. James was such a sweet boy who just needed a warm lap to lay his head. She certainly looked capable of that. She looked capabl lot lots of things. He mentally checked himself. This was the help! Beautiful help with long, golden locks of hair falling just to the tops of her... It had been a long time since he had been with a woman. Lord knows Dru went elsewhere for her satisfaction, but this girl hardly looked old enough for the wrong thoughts he’d just entertained. Besides there were more important matters at hand.
“Well, Buffy, let’s start with the important interview. James!” A little boy with soft brown curls and blue eyes peeked around a door. He shyly walked in and began to climb into his father’s lap. He settled himself comfortably and then gave Buffy a long look. “She’s pretty, dad.”
Buffy blushed. “Well, thank you. I don’t think I’ve gotten such a nice compliment in a long time. Your dad tells me you’re four. That must mean you like trucks. I bet you like to draw, too.”
“Uh huh! I have a truck that I can drive myself outside. Wanna come see it?”
William knew right there she was hired. The only people James spoke to since Dru ran off with her foppish Euro-trash lover were William, Cook, and the old gardener. He usually ran and hid anytime a person came to the door. He watched as Buffy took his son by the hand and was led to the assortments of trucks and the sand box that waited outside in the children’s play area.
Buffy walked through at least three hallways before they ended up at a door that led to a child’s paradise. How am I ever going to find my way around here? How does this kid find his way around here? Once outside, she was amazed at what was there to entertain this child. He led her past a large castle with a play pirate ship next to it. There was a large grassy area with small trucks just James’ size. He began to tell her all about his favorite truck, a front end loader. She pointed to a bulldozer and he laughed. “No, that’s not it, THIS is my favorite.”
William watched from the window as this young woman played for a good hour, laughing and playing chase, pretending to be a damsel in distress in the castle, then quietly leading him by the hand to the edge of the flower garden to point out a butterfly.
As they came inside to get a drink and to cool off, William came up to her and said, “you’re hired. When can you start?”
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So you like? Please review. My first time writing any kind of fanfic, need to feel the love!